“No, only those two.”
“Only the two! Then why were you invited?”
“I don’t know, but I think I can guess. Come along home with me. There are one or two things I want to talk to you about.”
At first Stapleton hesitated, alleging that he had an appointment, but finally he decided to do as his friend suggested.
Two telegrams lay awaiting La Planta in his sitting-room, and after reading them he handed them to Stapleton.
As Stapleton read the second, he raised his eyebrows.
“Curious, isn’t it?” he asked.
“I think not. I expected as much.”
“Won’t it upset your calculations?”
“Not necessarily.”